Years ago the only plan was to run as fast as possible. Some half decent times were achieved and a few races were won. Then, somewhere in the mid to late noughties I lost my way a little. I now endeavour to recapture the fitness of my past, though I suspect will never have quite the same speed.However, it seems age also brings wisdom and a newfound self belief that anything is possible if you want it badly enough (and also train very hard).

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……..first impressions suggest no more than a mundane training diary of an average marathon runner. But delve a little further and you will soon unearth a much deeper insight into the highs and lows of the athlete as he recounts tales of victory, of crushing defeat, and every emotion in between. Interspersed within the statistics and mileage counts is the odd gem of a musing so bizarre in its origin that one might wonder if the writers mindset is genius or madman. Then too will you find moments of true reflection, of life, of love, of friends, of the wisdom of age and the memories of youth. This irreverently witty view on sporting life in a backwater of Englands forgotten North brings the page alive in a way no paperback ever has or could.And the best news? Theres more to come…….